When the witch pulled us from the oven, we were beautiful, Hansel. Our hair turned from cinders to flaxen strands, our skin thickened, sweaters knitted themselves across our chests, wooden shoes cooled and hardened on ...
Hansel and Gretel in Reverse by Dara Elerath
LAR Online, Poetry
Act I.
rings my apartment from the street at three o’clock in the morning. I assume it’s a thief, a home invader looking for a sucker. Pulling the kitchen curtain aside reveals a patch of concrete he stumbles on ...
Undone by K. Gibson
LAR Online, Nonfiction
In my American dream, I kept dreaming
of the garden of eternal spring.
I want to be a sonnet, a tuning fork, a light country rain
and make all the world inside me a dumb kind of beautiful.
The willow ...
An Order for Dreams by Cynthia X. Hua
LAR Online, Poetry
Summers growing up I would swim in the Governor’s Mansion pool in those oppressively hot Sacramento evenings. My father, a museum curator, had the keys to this palace in the mundane heart of the Golden State. He’d ...
Diabetic Me by Sean Stiny
LAR Online, Nonfiction
It took four decades and a spring of extravagant dithering to produce thistle blooms that shine
white as fresh bedsheets when the moonlight is thick enough to grace them, when the clouds
in their string timidity ...
Devil Looks at a Thistle by Charlie Clark
LAR Online, Poetry
Sometimes, you abscond to a monastery in China for all the wrong reasons. You are running from your life and you think you hear a voice, way off in the distance, imploring you to drop what you are doing before the ...
You Might Hesitate by Eva Dunsky
Fiction, LAR Online
XI
an unnamable glut twirls
through my blood
I watch fingertips of light
shear the murk toward noon
the rain turning velvet soft
the day ungloving suddenly
inside out with sunshine
that tangerines the ...
Excerpt of From Another Day by Alex Lemon
LAR Online, Poetry
The “I” in the next few pages is age twenty-four and the “I” who I am now is looking back from a distance. Houston is teeming with people imports, not only a wildcatter’s paradise but a city of opera. City of ...
Houston: Encore for Woody Shaw by Stephanie Dickinson
LAR Online, Nonfiction
His scar made him
unlike the men who took me
to begging, to bowling
alleys on motorcycles, who threw off
their boots to the corners.
He had no last excuses.
Our desert habitat juggled
a thicket of cotton and ...
Open Heart by Lauren Camp
LAR Online, Poetry
